Hi again!!!! This is the second chapter of Love Letters but I'm still not sure if I'm doing the chapters write. Please review! Also please tell me if I'm doing it. Thank you!! Enjoy!
It was about 12:30 in the morning when Fred Weasley had finished his love letter. He reread it over and over again to make sure it sounded nice and lovely, and that it wouldn't give away any hints that it's Fred. He rolled up the parchment, tied it up and sealed it, and hid it by the side of his bed. George rolled over to face Fred, awake.
"Whatcha doin Forge?" George asked.
"Writing something obviously Gred." Fred replied.
"That's not likely of you to be writing till 12 in the morning." George commented.
"Well, uh, you see, it's for the joke shop, dear brother." Fred answered.
"Oh alright, Freddie." George said. Fred rolled his eyes at the name, while George sniggered.
"Night Georgie," Fred spoke.
"Morning." George responded. Fred just laughed.
"Morning then." Fred said, lying down. George also laughed. Then they both fell asleep.
It was 6 am when Hermione woke up. She carefully made her way downstairs, doing her best not to wake anyone up or make a noise. Hermione went to the kitchen and made herself a hot cup of tea. While letting it cool down, she quickly went back upstairs and grabbed her favorite book and made her way back down. Hermione got her tea, book in the other hand, and went outside. She sat at the chair and table outside, set her tea down, and opened her book.
It had been about 10 minutes, and Hermione's tea was gone. She was halfway through her book when she found out there was no more of her delicious tea, but Hermione continued.
"Whatcha reading there Ms. Granger?" A voice said behind Hermione said, in a somewhat seductive tone. It startled Hermione, for she leaped up from her chair with a yelp, and pulled out her wand from her sweater. It was only Fred, and Hermione was still pointing her wand at him, panting.
"Relax, Mione, it's only me, Fred, the handsome twin." Fred said with a grin.
"Frederick Gideon Weasley!!! Don't you ever do that to me again!" Hermione nearly yelled. She lowered her wand and put it back in her sweater pocket. Hermione was furious, as she did not really enjoy being startled early in the morning, and was fuming.
"Sorry Mione, didn't expect that reaction." Fred apologized. He wrapped arms around Hermione's waist from behind, still apologizing.
"Alright alright! I forgive you." Hermione said sternly, but smiling.
"Morning beautiful." Fred replied, Hermione turning around. To this, Hermione blushed really hard, her cheeks burning with a color similar to Fred's hair. He smirked.
"Morning Freddie," Hermione answered. Fred have a little "ugh" but then laughed.
"Why you up so early by the way?" Fred interrogated.
"Well, I woke up early and couldn't go back to sleep. What about you? It's a Saturday, you would've been awake by 9." Hermione responded and asked.
"I was going to get some Skiving Snackboxes to eat since my stomachs wouldn't stop growling," Fred started, Hermione giggling. "But then I saw that the door was unlocked and spotted you outside." He finished.
"Ah, no wonder. Are you going to be working today?" Hermione inquired.
"No, I won't. It's Saturday like you said, and Lee, Verity, and George gave me a day off." Fred responded.
"So they're working, and you're not? I thought it was Saturday." Hermione commented, smirking. Fred just looked at Hermione and smirked back.
"Haha, very funny." Fred said sarcastically, although he thought it was funny. "Quite hilarious though Mione. I like it."
"Thank you, Fred." Hermione answered, blushing once again. He hugged her once again, and Hermione hugged back.
"Well, lets go inside now. Here, let me take your things." Fred offered. He picked up her cup and her book and said, "Wait here, I'll be right back." Hermione nodded. She laughed and Fred entered the house. Hermione turned around and watched the sun coming up. She always thought sunrise was the most beautiful time of day, and still thinks it is.
"Alright Hermione! I'm back!" Fred called, walking to her. He gazed at Hermione, realizing she was watching the sun rise. Fred walked up behind Hermione, putting his arm around her.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" They both said at once. They then laughed.
"Have you ever seen anything more beautiful?" Hermione asked, still looking out into the sky.
Fred shifted his gaze to Hermione, and said quietly, "I have." Hermione turned around and blushed hard once again. She knew exactly what this meant. Wait, no, Hermione, don't be silly, there's another girl he likes, he's not talking about me. I wish, Hermione thought.
"Well then, I'll take you to the house now." Fred spoke, taking Hermione in his arms, and carrying her bridal style.
"Fred!" Hermione exclaimed, laughing. "This is really what you were going to do?" Still laughing.
"Yes, really," Fred answered, grinning. He carried her all the way back home and sat down on the couch, with Hermione on his lap. Her head lay on his arm, and her arms around Fred's neck. They looked each other in the eye, and both of them loved every moment of it. Fred looked down at Hermione's lips and he wetted his. They were about to lean in when they heard George's voice.
"Oi you lot! It's early in the morning and you're really about to do this? Go back to sleep children, or at least get a room!" George playfully yelled.
Hermione practically jumped off Fred's lap and blushed hard, her face once again a similar tone to Fred's hair color. Fred just turned around and looked at George.
"Dear brother, I think you also need some more sleep. You're yelling. You're gonna wake up the whole house!" Fred replied. George rolled his eyes and went back to their room.
"Sorry Mione, truly. I'll go back upstairs then, is that alright with you love?" Fred asked.
"No no, it's fine. Yes, you can go. I'm going too," Hermione answered, blushing at that last word. Fred just called me love, oh Merlin, he always does that. God Hermione, get your head out of your a ss! Hermione thought. Fred held his arm out, Hermione locked her arm with his, and they went upstairs together.
"I'll see you later then, Miss Granger." Fred said, kissing her hand.
Hermione could not stop blushing. She smiled, and said "You too Mr. Weasley." Fred rolled his eyes jokingly, and went to his room. Hermione went to hers, and surprisingly, Ginny wasn't awake. Hermione went back to sleep, since she really had nothing else to do.
While in Fred and George's room, Fred pulled out his love letter and tied it to his owl. He told the owl it was for Hermione, and told it to deliver it around 9:30 am. Then he went back to sleep. His plan was in motion.
xXx
"Fred. Fred!" George nearly yelled, shaking Fred and waking him up.
"What do you want?" Fred mumble and groaned.
"Wake up! Mum's making a delicious breakfast and if I have to stay here and annoy you till you're outta that bed, then we'll never get enough food!" George scolded.
"Alright alright!" Fred responded, annoyed, his hands up in surrender and defeat. He sat up and put his shirt on, for he doesn't sleep with it on, and both of them went downstairs. The kitchen was filled with laughter, from Hermione, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley. The sound of Hermione's laugh was so pleasant to hear for Fred, making him smile.
"Morning ladies." George greeted.
"Ah, boys. Good to see your awake. Will one of you please, sorry Ginny dear," Mrs. Weasley started, accidentally bumping into Ginny, "wake up Harry and Ron?" She finished.
"On it!" George called, dashing back upstairs. Fred turned around to watch George, then turned back around and found Hermione's eyes on him. Fred smirked his somewhat flirtatious, cheesy, yet seductive smirk. Hermione let out a small giggle and went to set up the table. Out of nowhere, Ginny heard an owl hooting and ran to the owl by the window.
"Mione! It's for you!" Ginny called. Hermione turned around to face Ginny and raised an eyebrow at her.
"Me? For me?? I'm not and wasn't expecting anything, especially not an owl." Hermione responded. She went to the owl and pet it, then took the item from it's claws. It was a letter.
"Whose it from, huh?" Ginny asked and teased.
"I dunno, lemme check." Hermione answered. She looked all around the letter but found no name. "It doesn't say." Hermione said. She then read the letter aloud.
Dear Hermione,
You probably and most likely don't know who I am, I decided not to tell. But really, I've wanted to tell you something for awhile now.
Hermione looked up from the letter, confused. Fred was sitting down and tried not to show and let slip it was his letter. His love letter. Hermione then continued.
Even though people may know you as the bookworm or the insufferable know-it-all, you've always been much more to me. You are one of the prettiest and kindest girls I've ever met. You are beautiful, and almost every boy at Hogwarts likes you, but you don't really seem to notice. I like you a lot, but I don't know if you'll ever notice me. I just wanted to let you know.
xx
Hermione, still confused, asked, "Why would anyone write me this? Nobody likes me, I'm annoying!" While at the same time, Ginny teased Hermione, saying, "Ooh! Mione's got a secret admirer! And she's got a love letter!" Hermione shot Ginny a look which instead of making Ginny shut up, made her snigger. Not what I wanted, Hermione thought, rolling her eyes. Hermione's eye roll caused Ginny to snigger even more and harder.
"But honestly Mione, almost every guy at school likes you! You just always have your nose in a book and you're too focused to realize it." Ginny said, straightening her act.
"That's very true Mione," Fred commented. The two girls looked at Fred, Ginny smirking at him and Hermione raising an eyebrow. Fred looked down, ignoring the pink on his cheeks.
"But why can't they just tell me who they are?" Hermione asked. Because, just in case they, I, get rejected, there will be no humiliation or embarrassment, Fred thought, pressing a hand to his mouth to prevent him from saying anything.
"Fred, you okay?" Ginny asked, noticing his behavior.
"Huh? Oh, I'm fine, thanks." Fred replied, obviously lying.
"Actually, can I talk to you Fred?" Ginny requested, curious.
"Um-" Before Fred could finish, Ginny was already pulling him to the restroom.
"That was your letter, wasn't it??" Ginny asked in a harsh whisper. Fred looked down miserably.
"What gave it, me away?" Fred asked back, rubbing the back of his neck.
"When you said that it's true, that every boy likes Mione," Ginny sighed. She looked at Fred, and he felt eyes on him. Fred looked up and the two siblings made eye contact.
"Fred, you like Mione, don't you?" Ginny softly asked. He looked down again.
"Yeah, a lot." Fred admitted. "I just don't want to be embarrassed if I get rejected. I like to make the jokes, but I don't want to be the joke." To this, Ginny felt awful, and put an arm around him, also rubbing his back. A knock at door interrupted them and their silence.
"Ginny? Fred?" Hermione wondered. Ginny took one last look at Fred, meaning it will be fine, I'm here for you, and answered.
"Yeah Mione? We're in here. We'll be out soon." Hermione gave an "ok" and Ginny guessed that she went back to the kitchen. Fred tried to leave the restroom, but Ginny threw her arms around him. Tears stung his eyes, which was a rare thing, and hugged Gin back.
"You really are my favorite brother." Ginny whispered into his ear. He smirked.
After breakfast, Hermione went back to Ginny's room. She looked around for a quill and blank piece of parchment, and after searching, she finally found them. Hermione started writing a letter to her "secret admirer".
Dear person,
I do not know who you are, so I called you person. Please forgive me. Thank you for all those compliments, although I do not know if you mean it. Please tell me who you are because without knowing you, there might not be a chance. Thank you.
Yours, Hermione.
Hermione rolled up the paper, tied and sealed it, and looked for that same owl, it knew who the anonymous sender was. She spotted it out in the field and sent it off with her letter. Hermione made her way back to the house and bumped into a tall redhead.
"Sorry Fred! I wasn't looking where I was going." Hermione apologized. Fred snorted.
"Don't be. Wow. You know my name."
"You've barely noticed?"
"No, I just brought it up." Fred winked.
"Har, har." Hermione sarcastically laughed. Fred smirked.
"What did you give the owl?" Fred asked. Hermione looked at him, into those soft, blue eyes. Fred looked back at her hazel, honey when in light, eyes.
"Oh, I gave it a letter to whoever sent me one earlier." Hermione answered. Fred realized he was going to get a letter back.
"Ah, I see." Fred didn't ask what the letter was full of, he wanted to be surprised.
"Would you know-" Hermione started, a thought interrupting her. "Sorry, would you maybe know who wrote that letter?" She finished. I gave him advice the other night. Recommended a love letter so he wouldn't have to admit it's him, Hermione thought. What if-? No, Hermione, no. It's not me. Never will be. Ugh.
"No, although I know many boys at school would," Fred answered with a wink. But it's me though, Hermione, he thought. Hermione smiled.
"Well, uh, I'll get going then." Hermione said.
"Alright then." Fred replied, pulling Hermione into a warm hug. She hugged back, and they both loved every second of that moment equally. Fred pulled away and so did Hermione, and let her go.
"Bye Granger." Fred spoke, smirking at the witch.
"Bye Freddy!" Hermione said laughing. Fred snorted. Ah, I love you so much, so bad Hermione, Fred thought.
I want Fred to be mine, I love you Freddy, Hermione thought.
Okii that's the end of this chappie. This chapter was kind of null and not very interesting but I like it! I've been busy I guess and I have had no ideas on what to write. I am also working on another story so that's also why. Thanks! I love y'all! And stay safe please! :)